Chapter 791: Everyone is a Brother [Two in One]

Chapter 791: Everyone is a Brother [Two in One]



The Sole Righteous Sect had suffered significant casualties, but the outcome was still a glorious victory.

The Divine Weasel Sect had come to rescue the seven captured experts, a straightforward objective.

Not only did they fail to retrieve them, but they also lost the lives of hundreds of their experts, and the Sole Righteous Sect gained three more captives! It was a case of trying to steal a chicken but losing the rice instead.

The Faceless Tower was almost crippled in this battle, and they would have to relocate after returning.

Moreover, the Faceless Tower's identity was exposed—it belonged to the Divine Weasel Sect.

After this battle, the name of the Divine Weasel Sect would resound throughout the world, and the Faceless Tower would no longer be a mere assassin organization but a member of the Divine Weasel Sect.

Who would dare to hire the Faceless Tower, a group of monsters? Therefore, it could be said that the Faceless Tower was already crippled.

However, the power of the Divine Weasel Sect had become widely known after this battle.

They had fought the upper echelons of the Sole Righteous Sect head-on and had nearly achieved a draw! Especially in this battle, the combat power of the Divine Weasel Sect's leaders was simply terrifying.

Even Yan Nan and the others were surprised to learn that the Divine Weasel Sect's leader and deputy leader were named after the God of Wealth.

After careful consideration, they felt both shocked and amused, because on the continent, there was indeed such a belief—weasels, skunks, hedgehogs, foxes, and other creatures were worshipped by countless farmers as gods of wealth and household deities.

But this was still...

Yan Nan and the others never expected that the name of the Divine Weasel Sect would be so down-to-earth.

Several deputy leaders were speechless: "We were beaten by the God of Wealth..."

Sun Wutian sent a message to Fang Che: "I'm returning to headquarters. Be careful. I'll let you know when I come back."

In the main hall of the Sole Righteous Sect headquarters.

The upper echelons gathered for a meeting.

The stench filled half the city.

It was so bad that even Yan Nan, among others, was covered in an unbearable stench—during the battle, the people from the Divine Weasel Sect would release a strong stench from time to time!

It was especially unavoidable during such a large-scale battle.

Yan Nan flew into the air and clashed palms with one of the Divine Weasel Sect's deputy leaders.

The Soul-shocking Palm, a palm that shocked the soul, startled heaven and earth, and made ghosts and gods weep.

A burst of colorful light, a divine presence descending.

With just one palm, the power of thunderbolts, the mountains below trembled and the earth cracked.

The so-called Eastern God of Wealth leader spat blood and retreated with broken bones, but as he retreated, he suddenly released a stench that obscured Yan Nan's vision.

Yan Nan, the deputy leader, charged out of the stench, and the opponent had already begun to retreat, but unfortunately, Yan Nan had already been affected—he was stinky! The crucial point was that Yan Nan had been using his spirit energy to seal his body to prevent such a situation, but the opponent's stench seemed to ignore the spirit energy defense and penetrated it.

"You guys continue the meeting, I won't be participating."

Duan Xi Yang covered his nose with a disgusted expression and left—he was the only one without the stench.

Duan Shouzuo, who had been affected by the stench in the previous battle, was the most intolerant of it.

The others didn't bother to control it and sat there nonchalantly—after all, everyone was stinky, so who was afraid of whom?

The old demons held a memorable and unprecedented meeting...

Since the matter involved the Sole Righteous Sect's top secrets, only the upper echelons were present, and they had to set up a soundproof barrier.

But the soundproof barrier... haha.

It was as if the stench couldn't disperse at all.

Everyone had a solemn and serious expression, discussing crucial issues.

But as they discussed, someone suddenly let out a sound: "Yue~~~"

Then, many people had a chain reaction, and one after another: "Yue~~~"

Yan Nan, who was presiding over the meeting: "Yue~~~"

Then, Bi Changhong: "Damn it... Cultivation and combat power are one thing, but this stench..."

So, everyone cursed for a while.

Then, they continued the meeting.

After a while, the scene repeated itself...

After discussing several important issues and making crucial arrangements, Yan Nan couldn't wait to announce the end of the meeting.

Then, the old demons rushed into the air with a whoosh, ascending to the high clouds.

In the clouds, they circulated their cultivation, shaking their spirit power, and then charged into the high-altitude wind—the fastest way to disperse the stench.

Injured or not, they all charged into the wind.

After all, the injuries were minor, but they were all top-level experts, and how could they maintain their dignity with such a stench? Imagine the scene of them appearing before thousands of troops, and then everyone together: "Yue~~~"

Such a scene was too beautiful to even dare to imagine.

"Stay away from me."

Yan Nan scolded Sun Wutian, who was beside him, with extreme disgust: "You're especially stinky! Even this strong wind can't disperse your stench..."

"What can I do?"

Sun Wutian complained: "You guys are fine, but I've been stinky for twenty or thirty days, even my internal organs are stinky."

Yan Nan let out a sigh and silently increased the distance between him and Sun Wutian.

But Sun Wutian persistently caught up: "It's high up here, so I'll report on the Night Demon Sect to you."

"......Please, brother, wait until you don't stink before reporting."

Yan Nan immediately covered his nose and ran away.

Sun Wutian sighed and had no choice but to face the fierce wind himself. He untied his shirt, exposing his chest, and even unbuckled his belt. Holding up his pants with one hand, he charged into the fierce wind.

The strong wind blew into his pants, and Sun Wutian felt like he was holding two full sacks of rice...

He channeled his energy to shake off his hair, and each strand of his long hair danced in the wind, dispersing the foul smell quickly...

Everyone saw that this method worked well.

So they all followed suit.

Among them, Tianwang Xiao was the unluckiest. He also stank terribly, but this guy was quite ruthless. After rushing into the high sky, he plucked out all his hair, becoming bald.

Then, after becoming bald, he realized that the foul smell dispersed more slowly than when his hair was wildly blowing and pulling on his hair.

Tianwang Xiao had no choice but to keep charging while channeling his energy to grow his hair again...

In no time, he finally managed to grow some fresh, shiny long hair, and he ran wildly in the wind.

His silky hair was full of vitality and beauty.

This wild run wasn't the problem; the various eerie and shrill sounds that came out were simply...

For several consecutive days, the headquarters of the Only Righteous Sect in the big city was filled with the terrifying whooshing sounds from the high sky, lulling everyone to sleep.

Many people were puzzled: "The wind isn't that strong..."

Of course, the most fatal thing was the pervasive stench that filled the heavens and earth, causing everyone in the big city to lose their appetite for several days, and everyone lost several pounds...

Using our local expression, it's like the chemical plant on the North Mountain started operating again...

...

This battle shocked the entire continent.

It was like a huge muffled hammer blow to the heads of the Heavenly Palace, Netherworld, and the secluded mountain sects.

Of course, it also struck the headquarters of the Guardians.

For Xue Fu Xiao, Dongfang San San, and others, the existence of the Divine Weasel Sect was not surprising, nor was the combat power of its experts astonishing.

However, they were surprised by only one thing: the number of experts in the Divine Weasel Sect!

Why are there so many! Even when facing the upper echelons of the Only Righteous Sect, they almost won!

"Duan Xiyang and Sun Wutian's combat power is not at its peak, so it doesn't count. In this battle, Duan Xiyang didn't even make a move. His role was to open the White Bone Teleportation Gate. Sun Wutian is said to have made a few moves and was almost counter-killed by the opponent while severely injured. After being stunk a few times, he was then pulled out by Duan Xiyang."

Xue Fu Xiao said, "But the others... there are also quite a few. There are over twenty people with top ten strength, and nearly ten of them are within the top six strength."

"In other words, even if the Divine Weasel Sect is slightly weaker, they don't lack in numbers either. I'm just puzzled by one thing: how did all these experts appear?"

Xue Fu Xiao's eyebrows were almost wrinkled into a knot: "It doesn't make sense that after so many years of silence, they suddenly emerge as the best in the world. There must be a process, right? Moreover, without the divine power enhancement from the Cloud Martial Arts Manual, how can they be so strong?"

Dongfang San San frowned: "It should be that the Divine Weasel Sect's God can also have this divine power enhancement, and their God is a complete entity, probably even purer than the Cloud Martial Arts Manual side?"

"That's the only way to understand it."

"But the strength of the Divine Weasel Sect is indeed too powerful."

"And it's too mysterious."

"We still can't find their lair."

Xue Fu Xiao frowned: "This is tricky."

"Don't worry, even if it's tricky, for now, the Only Righteous Sect is dealing with them. We'll do our own things first. This is a heaven-sent opportunity for our development!"

Dongfang San San said.

"The Heavenly Palace and Netherworld should be unable to hold back."

"Yes."

Xue Fu Xiao smiled.

Just as the two had expected, the Heavenly Palace and Netherworld indeed couldn't hold back. This battle shocked the entire world, but the Heavenly Palace and Netherworld fought the hardest!

They were not only shocked but also fearful.

The Only Righteous Sect and the Divine Weasel Sect had a fierce battle, and in the eyes of those from the Heavenly Palace and Netherworld, this was definitely not a good thing.

This indicated that the God of the Divine Weasel Sect and the God of the Only Righteous Sect had already started competing for the world. It was an open competition! The hidden dagger revealed!

So, what if they take the next step?

What should the Heavenly Palace and Netherworld do? Suddenly, the crisis of extinction transformed from a distant imagination into an imminent threat.

The Heavenly Emperor personally went to find Lingxue Sword and said warmly, "Old Brother Rui, Brother Rui, how's the preparation for those one hundred and ninety-eight spots going?"

Rui Qianshan got goosebumps all over his body. He scratched his arm with his hand and said with a shudder, "Don't be so friendly. I feel uncomfortable all over when you say that."

"Hehe..."

The Heavenly Emperor could only smile and said, "Are you prepared?"

"It should be almost ready."

Rui Qianshan crossed his legs and said, "Sit down, there's tea over there, help yourself."

The Heavenly Emperor couldn't help but roll his eyes.

I'm getting less and less respect here. Even making tea was spared, and I have to do it myself.

Looking at Rui Qianshan's leisurely attitude, the Heavenly Emperor couldn't help but ask, "Why do you seem so unconcerned about the sudden appearance of the Divine Weasel Sect? Aren't you afraid?"

"Afraid?"

Rui Qianshan hummed, tilting his head back and shaking his neck, he said lightly, "You don't understand when you say that. What does it mean to be afraid?"

"We Wardens risk our lives every day, and you ask me if I'm afraid of death? Especially seven thousand years ago, every day was a struggle for survival. When we left in the morning, we had to prepare for the possibility of not returning in the evening."

"We've lived like this for over ten thousand years, always ready to die. And now you ask me if I'm afraid of death?"

Rui Qianshan glanced at the Heavenly Emperor with a sideways look, "You're also a strong cultivator, and you ask such a question? This is the life I've lived! Now, I'm living a blessed life, a blessed life! Do you understand?"

The Heavenly Emperor was speechless.

He even felt a bit ashamed.

What he considered life-threatening trials and extinction-level crises were, in the eyes of the Wardens, a blessed life.

This was undoubtedly a great irony.

Rui Qianshan hummed, "Do you remember that time we blocked the door? If you hadn't sent people, we would have likely perished together... I'm telling you, you're lucky to be alive now, it's pure luck."

The Heavenly Emperor's face turned black with anger.

Lingxue Sword picked up a translucent fruit from the plate on the table and tossed it into his mouth, chewing with relish, "I must say, this Jade Snow Spirit Jujube from the Celestial Palace is quite delicious. You should send over a few hundred thousand pounds of them. I'm not saying this to criticize you, but when giving gifts, you should consider the people working hard behind the scenes. Show some care for them, won't you?"

A few hundred thousand pounds!

The Heavenly Emperor's face turned ashen, "Do you think these are ordinary jujubes from the wild mountains? A few hundred thousand pounds? Since the establishment of the Celestial Palace until now, we don't even have a few hundred thousand pounds in total!"

"I don't believe it! Let's make a bet!" Lingxue Sword challenged.

"What kind of bet?" The Heavenly Emperor was a bit dazed.

Lingxue Sword smiled triumphantly, "According to your own production of these Spirit Jujubes, you said that since the establishment of the Celestial Palace, the total yield hasn't reached a few hundred thousand pounds. Let's bet on that. I bet it's more than that! I know you have a Spirit Jujube grove with over a thousand trees. Assuming they bear fruit once every thirty years, and each tree yields twenty pounds of jujubes, that's twenty thousand pounds from a thousand trees. In three hundred years, it's two hundred thousand pounds, and in three thousand years, it's two million pounds. What about three million years? You said the total yield is less than a few hundred thousand pounds. Therefore, you lose."

"Since you lost, you should accept the bet and send us ten thousand pounds of each type of Spirit Jujube, Spirit Peach, Spirit Apricot, and Spirit Berry... That's not too much, is it?"

"A total of one hundred and twenty-five thousand pounds. I'm good at calculations, right?"

The Heavenly Emperor's expression changed, "How did I... lose? Who... who bet with you? Rui Qianshan, have some shame! You're extorting me!"

Lingxue Sword retorted, "Then tell me how much you're willing to send!"

"Five thousand pounds of each type, at most!" The Heavenly Emperor was furious and blurted out, "Agreed!"

Rui Qianshan said, "Let's do it this way. Hurry and send them over; we're waiting to eat them."

"..."

The Heavenly Emperor clenched his teeth, his face turning purple.

He pointed at Rui Qianshan, "You, you, you..."

Finally, he said nothing, his face turning dark, and he turned around and left with a flick of his sleeve.

"Don't forget the fruit! You promised it yourself!" Rui Qianshan shouted as he chased after the Heavenly Emperor.

But the Heavenly Emperor's shadow was already gone.

"Another sixty or seventy thousand pounds of fruit... What a pleasant life."

Rui Qianshan chuckled and returned to his room, "With that brain of yours, you want to play with me? I've been played by Dongfang Sansan for so many years, and you think I don't have any experience? If I can't outsmart him, how can I outsmart you?"

On the Warden's side, they were tightening security.

They were preparing for the upcoming major changes in the martial arts world.

The trial of the Celestial Palace and the Netherworld was about to begin, and the Wardens' headquarters were gathering their forces.

In Fang Che's Life and Death Patrol Squad, Feng Xiangdong, Yu Zhongge, Xue Wanren, and Jing Shuanggao were all selected for this major mission.

Dong Yunyu, Qiu Yunshang, and Mo Gaiyun, however, were not included in this list.

After Qiu Yunshang and Mo Gaiyun returned from the battlefield, they were both severely injured, and their martial arts insights had advanced rapidly. Their cultivation improved at an astonishing rate, and when they entered the Star Spirit Palace for cultivation, they both fell into a prolonged state of Turtle Rest Enlightenment and had yet to wake up.

As for Dong Yunyu, he also told others, including the Dong family, that he was in the same state of enlightenment as Mo Gaiyun and the others.

So he missed this selection.

The real reason, however, was that Dongfang Sansan realized he had made a mistake.

Fang Che had come out too early, so the Night Demon Sect couldn't make any moves, or they would be immediately noticed by those with malicious intent.

Although there weren't many with such people, it was confirmed that the only one among the Life and Death Patrol Squad who was a Night Demon was Feng Yun.

But even one person was worth taking seriously.

The Night Demon couldn't move, and neither could the Night Demon Sect. After Dongfang Sansan realized his mistake, he immediately brought the others out of hiding.

They entered the Star Spirit Palace.

Coincidentally, this was just before the trial of the Celestial Palace and the Netherworld, so these few individuals were not chosen to enter the trial. Instead, they were sent back to their original missions.

Mo Gaiyun returned to the Southeast, continuing to work under Fang Che.

Dong Yunyu and Qiu Yunshang, on the other hand, were assigned to the South, where they would work under Fang Che's command.

They were tasked with stabilizing the situation in the South.

Of course, they haven't departed yet. Since the Night Demon Sect is lying low, they can continue to lie low for a while longer.

...

Donghu Continent.

Ye Meng and Fang Qingyun were bidding farewell to Fang Che.

Ye Meng's small hand was adorned with an unassuming ring.

It was a ring given to Ye Meng by Fang Che, with a capacity that was neither too much nor too little.

Anyway, he had several of these things.

He had considered giving one to Fang Qingyun as well, but Fang Qingyun adamantly refused. Even Dong Changfeng, who was responsible for escorting the two to headquarters, advised against it, saying that their cultivation levels were too low and that wearing the ring would be too dangerous.

So, they had no choice but to give up.

Ye Meng and Fang Che bid each other a reluctant farewell, and even after walking a long distance, Ye Meng kept turning back.

This little girl knew that once she arrived at headquarters, someone would definitely want to talk to her. Her undercover identity would finally be revealed, and it had reached a point where it needed to be clarified.

"I wonder if Brother Che will be heartbroken when he finds out that I'm actually an undercover agent."

Ye Meng's heart felt a little desolate.

She kept looking back every few steps, and finally, Dong Changfeng couldn't hold back any longer. He was only responsible for delivering them, and he had to return immediately. They couldn't afford to waste any time.

Using spirit energy, he enveloped the two of them and soared into the sky, tearing through space and stepping into it.

They disappeared.

Headquarters.

Feng Xiangdong and the others were gathering for a meeting.

This group of people were all familiar faces: Feng Xiangdong, Yu Zhongkuang, Xue Wanren, Dongfang Zhe, Meng Wuhen, Tan Dashih, Luo Sheshui, and Chu Wuqing; Yu Zhongge and Jing Shuanggao.

Feng Xiangdong spoke first, "Before we discuss this wave of trials in the Celestial Palace and Netherworld, there's something I want to make clear. That is, our Elder Fang's wife, who is also our sister-in-law, Ye Meng, will be joining us. Additionally, Fang Qingyun, Elder Fang's direct cousin, will also be coming. You all understand, right?"

Everyone nodded in agreement.

They must understand!

"Our sister-in-law's cultivation level is not particularly high, and Fang Qingyun's cultivation level is also average."

Feng Xiangdong said, "But we're here. Do you understand?"

"We understand."

"Our sister-in-law is a beauty among beauties, with a rare and exquisite appearance. If there's someone who doesn't appreciate her beauty during this trip... Haha, you know what I mean. What should we do if there's someone like that?"

"We'll kill him!" the group shouted together.

"What if someone bullies him because of his low cultivation level?"

"We'll kill him!" the group shouted again.

"Well done!" Feng Xiangdong snapped his fingers.

Everyone laughed, "That's what we'll do!"

After Yu Zhongkuang finished laughing, he looked at his younger brother with a complicated expression, "You little rascal, you're really getting mixed up now."

Everyone felt a sense of kinship.

Yu Zhongge was not only getting mixed up, he was already surpassing everyone!

Yu Zhongge smiled apologetically, "Brother, I've always been following in your footsteps."

"Hmph..." Yu Zhongkuang rolled his eyes and then said in a strange tone, "I heard that Feng Xiangdong and Xue Wanren have made a name for themselves? They've become your little brothers? Not bad, not bad, they've really brought honor to the Yu family!"

Feng Xiangdong and Xue Wanren, who were previously full of themselves, immediately blushed and glared at Yu Zhongkuang.

The others burst into laughter.

Everyone already knew about this.

At first, everyone felt like they had stumbled upon a big ship in a gutter, and they were filled with schadenfreude.

But later, they learned that Yu Zhongge and Jing Shuanggao, as life and death patrol officers, were truly formidable and had an awe-inspiring reputation.

They were indeed stronger than Feng Xiangdong and Xue Wanren.

Gradually, everyone came to respect them.

But speaking of which, just because they respected them didn't mean they wouldn't mock these two.

If we let this opportunity to beat up a fallen dog slip through our fingers, we'd regret it for a lifetime.

So, everyone was very interested.

Luo Sheshui shook his head and sighed, "Ah, my brother Dong and my brother Wanren, tsk tsk... They've become my little brothers, what a mess..."

Tan Dashih said, "Brother Dong and Brother Wanren, what were your feelings at the time? Why don't you come and talk to me about it?"

Chu Wuqing said, "It's truly... I dare not imagine the scene at the time. I heard that when Brother Dong appeared, he even put on a big pretense... Tsk."

Dongfang Zhe interrupted, "I heard that Xue Wanren also put on a big show... It's said that the two of them stood on the stage with their hands behind their backs, looking graceful..."

"Hahahaha..."

Meng Wuhen laughed so hard he stumbled, "I don't know much about the inside story of this matter, tell me more, I love listening to this."

Feng Xiangdong and Xue Wanren were furious and embarrassed, their faces twisted and their eyes filled with malice, "Shut up! How can you shut up about this?"

Tan Dashih stood up and said to Yu Zhongge and Jing Shuanggao, "This, brothers, we're only talking about age, right?"

The two of them quickly nodded.

So, Luo Sheshui, Meng Wuhen, Dongfang Zhe, and Chu Wuqing said, "We're only talking about age."

Luo Sheshui added, "Actually, at the time, I was only talking about age with Brother Feng Xiangdong..."

"Ahahahaha..."

Everyone burst into laughter.

Feng Xiangdong and Xue Wanren were furious...

But the relationship between everyone became harmonious, and as for the titles... It was simple. Everyone called Feng Xiangdong and Xue Wanren 'brother', and Feng Xiangdong and Xue Wanren called Yu Zhongge and Jing Shuanggao 'brother'; Yu Zhongge and Jing Shuanggao called everyone 'brother'...

A perfect cycle!

Everyone was a 'brother'!

(End of Chapter)

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